Resident Evil: Vengeance - Chapter 1-1: LossResident Evil: Vengeance - Chapter 1-1: Loss2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Eastern Warehouse District – Miami, FL
May 25th 2014
It was as if she was watching everything unfold before her in slow motion playback. In that brief second, time ceased to hold its sway given what she had just witnessed. The thunderous discharge from the high-powered sniper rifle was still ringing in her ears even as she looked down from the roof. The skylight above the garage had shattered from where he had fallen through. His voice was the last thing she could acutely remember.
“Ada! Sniper above!”
She’d barely had time to turn when the red dot of a laser site honed in on her chest. At the last second she had thrown herself backwards with the bullet striking the guide rail instead of her. Leon had then begun firing in the direction of the sniper and before she could take action, the same roar exploded once again.
Echoes - Resident EvilPiers had no regrets as he watched Chris punch and pound at the glass separating them. He had a single goal when he injected himself and that was to get Chris out alive. Chris was the real hero in all this, after all. He had been fighting for much longer than Piers and Chris deserved to see his own true potential. Piers may have been good but Chris Redfield was irreplaceable as Captain and Piers knew that.Echoes - Resident Evil2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The B.S.A.A needed Chris. Hell, the world needed Chris and Piers would be damned if he didn't get him out alive. One of them had to survive and Piers was long lost from the moment that needle pierced his skin, even if Chris didn't see it—but Chris was too much of a hero to see it.
Chris Redfield never gave up. He was optimistic, borderline in denial, but it was enough to keep Piers fighting for his life just to get Chris to safety. All he needed to do was get him into that little pod and everything would be okay, that is all that mattered.
"Piers! No, don't do this!"
Oh but he had to
Beginners - Resident EvilAlbert Wesker was a man of standards and class, something very difficult to come by in the recent years. He had his priorities and refused to simply give out his time but when he was given the S.T.A.R.S mission, well, he knew what he had to do.Beginners - Resident Evil2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hundreds of files and resumes fell across his desk and hundreds went almost directly into the trash. File after file of idiots who varied from ex-cops to simpletons. He didn’t need someone who had been through it all already nor did he need someone like him. He needed people with unusual talents, things people wouldn’t admit usually—and then he found Chris Redfield.
It was one of the last in the pile. His eyes had gone over each paper of the bunch with little interest though once he chose the woman with the ability to pick locks, he figured he had the whole team until Mr. Redfield came to his attention. Even when the young male brunet sat across from him, Wesker realized just how intriguing he was.
Wesker wore a simple suit; no
ChristmasChristmas7 years ago in General More Like This
Today was late into Christmas Eve, the light snow of Christmas was falling as a couple was cuddling my the sparks of the fire.
The presents, tucked under the large tree, the silence of the home overwhelming.
The only noise was the crackling sound of the hot fire warming the two.
The two are Sakura and Sasuke, enjoying the wonderful peace, were looking into each others eyes with a mixture of love, passion, and joy.
"Sasuke...I love you" Sakura murmured on his lap.
"I love you too, Sakura-chan."
She smiled lightly fingering the ribbon of his gift, then and idea struck her like a slap in the face.
"Why don't we open one of our presents, just once this year...please" Sakura put on the puppy dog face, the face he couldn't regect.
"Sure, I'm only doing it for you"
"But I thought you only liked my body?" Sakura stated playfully.
"I do" Sasuke smirked and leaned in for a kiss, after their long lustful kiss Sakura opened one of her presents.
When she opened
My short bio 2: Leon S KennedyMy short bio 2: Leon S Kennedy4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Leon S Kennedy
Age: 28 (2005) or 34 (2011)
Occupation: RPD officer (Formerly in 1998), Secret Service agent (Currently)
Popularity: Very high
First appearance: Resident Evil 2
Latest appearance: Resident Evil: Operation Raccoon City, Resident Evil: Damnation film
Voiced by: Paul Haddad (RE2) Paul Mercier (RE4, RE: D, RE: DC), Dave Whittenberg (RE: ORC)
Over the past several years since the 90's, there are many video game character that are instant deemed as the most popular characters in gaming history. Most video game characters became so popular that they've been made into either a film, CG film, or even an anime out of it. Most of the characters are include Master Chief from Halo series, Kratos from God of War series, and the most popular one is Dante from Devil May Cry. While they are indeed popular, there is just one character that I've actually
The Little OneThe Little One1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He’d been through hell on Earth several times when he was deployed to various areas that had outbreaks and he always came out alive. Some dubbed him as a man who was fearless and brave but right now, he was a big bundle of nerves as he paced around in the hospital suite. Being chased out of the operating theatre just after he heard the cries of his son was a terrifying experience. He had not even gotten a glimpse at his child when complications developed and the nurse placed her palm on his back to escort him out of the room, forcing him to release his grip on his wife’s hand.
It had been two hours since he last saw his spouse and despite pestering the nurses about her condition, all they could say was, “She’ll be wheeled in later.” Did that mean she was alive? They had barely begun their new journey together and it almost felt like all of his happiness was slowly going down the drain.
As if it was answering his prayer, the doors to the suite opened
ThiefLeon/Ada.Thief4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Ada breaks into Leon's home.
I came to his home to steal from him, one night at two in the morning. My superiors had sent me on a short errand to steal information from him that was classified so tightly, they denied me any information and demanded I simply bring his entire hard disk to them. I picked the lock and slipped into his city apartment through the front door, the windows being out of the question due to his residence on the 14th floor. The place was about as plain as plain could get. His personal possessions were few and his decor was non-existent. I should have expected nothing less from a man such as Leon, who had plenty of more important things to worry about. I slipped down the hall and past the door of his bedroom, which was cracked open. I wanted to stop and take a look at him to see how he was faring after all these years, but I quickly pushed the thought out of my mind a
You Saved Me.... [ Italy x Reader ] 03Contains:You Saved Me.... [ Italy x Reader ] 033 years ago in Drama More Like This
Italy x Reader
"Ah, this is really good Feliciano." You mumbled in-between bites of food; well it's more like a pastry roll of some sort with sweet creamy filling inside. Feliciano made a huge container of them, and this being your fifth one after eating your pasta themed lunch from Feliciano, and your lunch from Berwald and Tino.
Though you were feeling like a pig, because of all the food you're eating but Kiku, Ludwig, and Feliciano were merely smiling. After stuffing your face with the fifth sweet treat, you quickly drained your water bottle of its contents. Sighing, you set the water bottle to the side picking up another sweet treat you asked.
"Hey, why is there so much food Feli? Is this some kind of special occasion or is it someone's birthday?" your voice was soon lost again since you returned your focus to eating. You almost chocked on your food when Feliciano suddenly tackled
ItalyXReader - You don't know me!Oh, what a wonderful day today was, and even more the all wonderful, Alfred was not having a party this weekend. Gilbert was, and it was going to be awesome, according to him. But for me, no, I didn’t want to go to a party, I didn’t want to crawl through a sea of sweat smelly teens as music made my ears bleed.ItalyXReader - You don't know me!2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But yet here I was, being dragged –along with Ludwig and Kiku- by one of my best friends. Feliciano was a fairly nice kid, he could never do wrong in my book. Unlike his older brother, he was sweet and kind, not stubborn and bitter, no violent or scary. Speaking of his brother, Lovino was stomping about ten feet ahead of us with Antonio and Francis, cussing about how he should be sleeping or eating or whatever.
“Feli, why are doing this?” I complained and he let go of my arm finally.
“Why not?” He smiled back to me and I rolled my eyes.
“I mean, really? Look at what you did to poor Ludwig, he ran out of his own house because he even
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The Doctor is lonely, oh so very lonely. On his own, he's saved many species, many planets. But without someone to travel with him, he's dangerous, and he can't control his own actions with no one there to stop him. The Doctor almost always travels with someone now. Normally, it's a female human from the early 21st century. A little strange, but that's what the Doctor needs.
If you want,
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at 4:00 am
. It was just a later stage of night. Groggily, you blindly felt around for your phone and answered it.
"What?" you snapped to the person on the other line. You were beyond pissed off at having to wake up this early on a Saturday.
"Ma'am, this it the city's police department. You were Mr. Jones's emergency contact," a man with a deep, authoritive voice said.
"Mr. Alfred. F. Jones. He said to call you. He's in custody..." the man continued telling the story of what happened. It went of deaf ears though. You hurried around and grabbed your clo
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The sound of the door bell echoed through the rooms of the familiar, Spanish home. Sounds of crashing and yelling muffled by the thick, oak, front door. Soon, the door was opened by none other than Feliciano's close friend, Antonio. The man stood there for a moment, grinning widely, then he stepped aside as he mumbled a small "Hola" to his younger friend.
"Ciao," exclaimed Feliciano, giving his friend a brief hug before entering. You couldn't help but to feel a little ignored. Ever since a few days ago, the two of you had talked nonstop and now here you were, barely getting even a glance from the man. Although, you understood why.
As you entered the house, you scanned the livingroom for a certain foul mouthed Italian only to come up short. You left the room and checked the kitchen, the garden, the bathroom, nothing. Passing through the upstairs hall, you heard the soft
A Winter Stroll RussiaxReaderA Winter Stroll RussiaxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
You are enjoying a nice walk through the winter forest during your visit to the Russian countryside. The snow is falling softly on the frosted ground, tall evergreens all around you.
Normally, when asked to visit a family member, you expect it to be as dull as usual, with a couple of whining baby cousins and your entire family getting more than a little annoyed at each other. But this week, you had been invited by yourself to spend some time with your great-grandmother, one of your only relatives who still lived in "Mother Russia."
Technically, you are mostly western European with an odd mix of just about everything, so in short you were American. Beyond not really looking like a true Russian, you certainly are not built like one. While your great-grandmother could go outside for a while to tend the animals in not much more than her usual winter clothes and a shawl, you have to bundle up in a thick coat, scarf, and winter boots just to keep from freezing to death.
A chill breeze runs t
Hetalia- France x Reader - The RosebushYou looked down at the cell phone you were holding in your hands. You pressed a button on the phone and it lit up, showing you the time.Hetalia- France x Reader - The Rosebush2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was 6:30 p.m.
Francis, your boyfriend, was supposed to have met you at 6:00.
You leaned against the wall of the restaurant you were waiting outside at. You looked around at all the other couples walking around, entering and leaving the restaurant. The restaurant served French food, and it was Francis’s favorite place to eat. The two of you often dined in the establishment, which was always full of star-crossed lovers dressed up in fancy and flamboyant clothing. Eating at the restaurant was a special occasion for most couples due to how expensive the food was, but Francis insisted on taking you out to the restaurant anyway. It didn’t matter to him that the food was pricey; he just wanted to make you happy.
Apparently, punctuality didn’t seem to matter to him either.
Closing your eyes, you crossed
Gold X Reader - Lantern festival Pt. 2Gold X Reader - Lantern festival Pt. 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I went down to the peer and a lot of people were leaving. I stayed out of their way as I hugged the side waiting for Gold. It was a nice night. A nice and cool summer’s night with the wind slightly blowing. I loved nights like these where you’re just need a light jacket but you could do without it.
“Hey baby,” some guy said. I looked and he was talking to me.
“Do I know you?” I asked.
“Of course you do,” he says and then puts his arm around me and led me away. “Now let’s go.”
We got away and I tried pushing him away but he held on tighter. I looked up at him and he smiled. “Now. Now, my pet. That’s not very nice now is it?” He asks.
“I’m not your pet,” I said. “You have the wrong girl.”
“No I don’t not a fair and lovely girl like you,” he says and pets my cheek.
I slapped him and tried to leave but he pushed me down on the ground and got on top of me. As m
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You understood the thought of suicide, you saw why it was so possible and that it was a persons own choice as to if they wanted to end their own life since it is their own but at the same time you thought it also wasnt their choice but just an emotional infection that affected the mind. You knew, absolutely knew, that the thoughts of suicide isnt really their own. A person isnt born thinking about such thoughts but is thought through as life goes on, an aftermath of all the things that have been placed in ones life from people or events. So, it was their choice but at the same time wasnt on whether or not they should commit suicide.
Even the thought of someone ending their own life because it was just so hard to continue living made your own heart ache; your sweet heart always felt the need to try and help. With seeing others in such depression to points of suicide o
Puns Are Fun! (AmericaXReader) You glanced at the barista at Starbucks. She had thick, black-rimmed glasses and bright red lipstick. Stifling a giggle, you leaned into America's ear.Puns Are Fun! (AmericaXReader)2 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Hey, Al." You whispered. He whipped his head around and almost hit you with his glasses. "Why did the hipster burn her tongue?" America glanced at the barista and guffawed, not bothering to disguise it.
"I don't know, dude. Why?" His goofy grin made you even more confident in your pun.
"She drank coffee before it was cool."
"What are you bloody idiots doing at my house?" You smiled innocently, knowing England would be more polite to a lady.
"Well, the barista at Starbucks thought we were disrupting the peace and stuff so we came here to see you~!" He rolled his eyes and stood away from the opened door.
"I'm only letting you in because it's...cold outside. You twits should have brought coats!" With that, he let you two inside his apartment. It may be because you and America had been colonies of England, but he seeme
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You decided to go shopping for the brothers during school. Al was stuck taking an exam that you were thankfully exempt from. He said he was 'mad' at you for leaving him alone, but you didn't really mind.
Absentmindedly, you walked inside a sports store, looking around for anything that caught your eye for either of them when you found Al's gift. A sleek, new Louisville Slugger, luckily on clerance. You figured this was something he would love and use. You purchased it, along with a package of nails, hoping he would
Down by Ohio: AmericaxReaderDown by the OhioDown by Ohio: AmericaxReader2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Never would she forget the day she meant him…how could she? It all started when _____ had to visit her Grandparents farm during the summer, they living in Ohio and she being the good person she was she offered, as she did every summer, to help out…a little manual labor never did hurt anybody and all she would do has work in the apple orchard her grandparent were so proud, and famous for- famous to the extent of the small town they lived in…
She had just gotten there and her sweet grandmother had asked her to deliver a freshly baked apple pie to the front door neighbors, this was a thing that you're grand parent did often, simply and randomly giving out pies and help were it be needed or doing it out of simple kindness.
And that's where you meant him…
I've got the cutest, sweetest, oh my oh
He had-somewhat-dirty blond hair with the cutest little lock poking out of it, the most lively blue eyes she had ever seen, it was like they held a child like energy but were as prof
2p!America x Reader: I Don't Fear Death Ch.32Furious.2p!America x Reader: I Don't Fear Death Ch.322 years ago in Romance More Like This
Artie couldnt explain the terrible anger in which he felt as he was forced to sit down on the couch by Francis, who had surprisingly, stopped him from inflicting anymore harm to Al. Somewhere along the way of slashing Al with his knife at every chance he had, since Al was unexpectedly fast when he wanted to be, that Artie had just thrown his knife to the other side of the room and pounce on Al meaning he used his own two hands to inflict damage. He nearly succeeded in chocking Al to unconsciousness when Francis pulled him away as Matt picked up the weary Al to get him first aid.
Artie knew exactly why Francis had pulled away from causing anymore harm, it was because after the point that Al would become unconscious there would be nothing to stop him from killing him. And even though Artie wanted nothing but to kill Al in cold blood with his own two hands Artie knew that wouldnt help the situation much for you. Though Artie wished so much that Al didnt mean so
Windows to the Soul (Italy X Reader One-shot)Italy x ReaderWindows to the Soul (Italy X Reader One-shot)2 years ago in Drama More Like This
Windows to the Soul
(A/N: Grab all the things you love and squeeze them tightly to your chest. Oh, and grab a box or two of tissues. You may need it.)
~They say that eyes are the windows to one’s soul…
Feliciano seemed to be quite the happy, carefree person. He was the personification of the Northern half of Italy, and one of your closest friends.
Whenever you saw him, his eyes were closed and he always had a smile on his face.
A beautiful, happy, blissful smile.
There weren’t many times you saw him without it.
And his eyes.
Even though you had spent lots of time with Feli, you had never seen them open, not even once.
His family and other close friends told you that they were beautiful. ‘A shining, golden-honey brown.’ ‘Eyes that could make anyone melt.’ ‘A glimpse of heaven itself.’
With eyes that beautiful, why does he keep them closed?
This thought was one that wouldn’
Thunder :: Humanized!Meta Knight X ReaderThe moon was high in the sky. A beacon of light amidst the seemingly eternal darkness.Thunder :: Humanized!Meta Knight X Reader11 months ago in Romance More Like This
A pair of soft, rhythmic footfalls were all to be heard throughout the vastness of the Halberd; In stark contrast to the raging storm outside.
Rubbing her palms over her arms, (y/n) trembled. Not only due to the lack of warmth, but from the sheer terrifying volume of the storm, as well. She was tough, but admittedly, thunder struck something deep down inside that turned her into a quivering mess. Granted, the ships thick, metal exterior did provide some shelter against the noise. Regardless, it still prevented most, if not all attempts to sleep.
Perhaps that was the reason for her wandering. Or perhaps, it was to seek out a certain person that could be of assistance.
She stopped at the end of the barren hallway, turning to glance through one of the many large portholes lining the outer hull of the ship. Outside, the flashes of lightning lit up a never ending expanse of black. The sight only adde
Special Birthday (Jean Kirstein x Reader)Special Birthday (Jean Kirstein x Reader)1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You two have been friends for years. Like, since the two of you were in diapers. So of course you spend every birthday together.
But as just friends. This year, you wanted it to be different.
“(F/n)? Yoohoo!” Jean waved a hand in front of your face, bringing you back to reality.
“Ah! Sorry Jean.” You chuckled nervously.
“Yeah, yeah.” He waved off. “Anyways, my mom wants me home so I can have birthday dinner with my family.”
“Oh.” You said, much more disappointment in your voice than you wanted to show.
“Hahaha!” He laughed obnoxiously. He then tapped your chin up to look at him, causing you to flush and pout a little. “Don’t worry, tomorrow we can hang-out on my real birthday, just like we always do.” He said. But you could hear his voice trying to wander off and his eyes wanting to look a few centimeters below your eyes.
You laughed and pulled away from him, making his cheeks turn a little pink a
Contact: FrancexHaphephobic!Reader Definition of haphephobia as quoted from Merriam-Webster: "a morbid fear of being touched"Contact: FrancexHaphephobic!Reader2 years ago in Romance More Like This
You plopped down on your friend Francis’s plush leather loveseat, six inches from the edge of your cushion, just as you had almost every Friday since you had befriended him-- or rather, since he had befriended you. You picked up a controller just as he reappeared, carrying two intricately painted china plates of carefully arranged (favorite dessert). He placed one quietly on the coffee table in front of you and sat down on the right side of the couch, balancing his platter on his knees.
“So, _____, what will we be playing today?” Francis asked, raising an eyebrow quizzically. You stood up and popped (favorite game) into the console as a response.
“Ah, (game), it’s been a while since we’ve played that,” he said. Before starting up the game, you finished your (dessert), allowing Francis to polish of